Raineh Daze

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP) — Take 2!

Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus

To say that the former Roman Emperor was happy about being summoned was to severely understate the situation. Though she forgave her subjects for not returning the love that she had for them and allowing her demise, to be alive once more and to see how the artistic landscape had changed... it was a glorious day, made all the better by the others summoned. From the cute Legatus who so mirrored herself, albeit lacking her most wonderful assets, all the way to the handsome man that marked their only male Servant. Yet all this paled in comparison to one of the heroes she had always wished to meat. Atalanta! So beautiful and with such unusual features...

Yet the opportunity had not presented itself to make her acquaintance, merely the introductions had been done. With so much overlap between the classes, perhaps it was not a surprise that their real identities had been used--and her hand had been forced, as she had been recognised from the busts that still survived to this day. Inconvenient, but her Master had yet to show any signs of the loathing that she feared her enemies would have left of her reputation.

Since summoning, the blonde had worked on catching up with 'famous' literary works. Thus far, she had yet to finish reading and studying the works of Shakespeare--a progress slowed by finding fault in the stories and making aborted attempts to improve them. Sadly, the time and effort needed to redo so great a corpus was difficult to come by so soon after summoning. Made worse was how difficult it was to get anything done without her head becoming an anvil for Vulcan's hammer--as her earlier attempt to redo the play with all the fairies had proven. Quite how a story such as that had become popular was beyond her. Too many plotlines, names that clearly did not come from Greece...

And the fairies! How would a story with such creatures of the wild be so restrained? It should have been more libertine! With all the love potions, there was no excuse to avoid more exciting acts and partying! And no room in the plot for song? How could she ever act a part in such a play if her talents were not going to be used? But sooner rather than later, concentration had become impossible, and the blonde had claimed her Master's bed to rest. Of course, she was quite recovered now, when the message to assemble came off, and the diminutive Servant swung her legs down and rose to her feet. It seemed fortuitous that she hadn't removed a single item of clothing, as easily as it could be summoned aside, this time around.

"Praetor, lead the way!"

Studying a map had not been one of her tasks in the past few days.

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Abe Ai

The past few days had been an eye-opener for Ai. Who knew that such a famous part of her country's history was actually a girl? Of course, that had hardly been the only surprise... her Servant was spectacularly lazy for someone that had nearly united Japan. Looking around at the limited number of things, then demanding food whilst not even presentably dressed. It certainly wasn't what she had been expecting when summoning a near mythical figure but, on the whole, the girl hadn't taken too badly to it--though she drew the line at using the Servant's preferred form of address. Names were invented for a reason.

Ai, herself, had been only slightly more productive, spending time looking through fashion magazines and wondering if she could persuade the short girl to try on some of the cuter outfits. But the most important thing she had been doing was filling her quarters with origami paper cranes, folded as small as she could possibly manage and made from a single ofuda each. All in all, there were exactly 1,000 of the things carefully arranged throughout the room and with the mana in this place...

Well, anyone unprepared who came through that door without her was in for a shock. Hopefully, they would back out rather than try to disrupt the pattern, going from painful static to something more damaging might not leave identifiable remains.

With the alarm of course, she couldn't have finished a moment too soon, stretching and turning to look at the smaller Servant as she placed the last component of the unusual Bounded Field in place, "Ah, Nobu-chan, I hope you plan to attend this event properly dressed."

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Meran Briefort Marzikek

The white-haired alchemist had yet to properly introduce herself to the Masters; so far as they knew, she was just some random nobody working on the project. Well, that had a grain of truth to it--yet "random nobody" would be a stretch. Kaleidoscope was certainly an impressive component in this particular undertaking but it wasn't the entirety. The underlying systems to keep this running smoothly, to have it operate from something more reliable than the old man's abilities... that was where Atlas stepped in.

Now, down in the teleportation chamber itself--the Kaleidoscope World Altar, she thought it had been called--Meran was seated at a desk to the side, in front of what seemed to be a computer. Certainly, its monitor was sleeker than any modern box, and the keyboard seemed to rely on something other than mechanical switches... but what was interesting were the nine devices connected to a hub and then the computer. Eight appeared to be relatively ordinary smartphones, and the last a tablet of some description.

They were hardly going to go into strange scenarios with no means of keeping in contact, were they?

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP) — Take 2!

• Name: Meran Briefort Marzikek
• Age: 19
• Appearance: For her, this is unusually and unexpectedly expressive.
• Personality: The first and foremost thing noticed about Meran's personality is that it appears to... not exist. To complete strangers, she comes across as alien, coldly logical and robotic without the slightest hint of emoting. This is only partially true--to the extent that she is seemingly incapable of showing strong emotion or inflecting, which is most likely an error stemming from self-modification of the soul. There's also an element of truth to calling her logical: as her abilities would indicate, she likes to gather information and think things through before arriving at a plan of action, but whilst impressive that doesn't mean that her every action is dictated by logic.
  Her actual feelings are almost the reverse of her apparent attitude: she's cheerful, enthusiastic, and incorrigibly optimistic. Meran is confident that any problem can be overcome once you have enough information to work out the means to bypass it and new experiences should be embraced to learn as much as possible. It's pretty hard to make her angry, but treating her like she doesn't have feelings is a good way to do it.
• Abilities: Meran has a pitifully small number of Magic Circuits--just enough to start the ritual to summon a Servant and far from enough to use magecraft that would interfere with the world beyond her own body. Consequently, although she has a Water affinity, none of her abilities utilise it beyond the assistance it provided with altering the rest of her circuits.
  This alteration was to use the 'something unnatural' of the circuits and use it as a basis for turning herself into the incomplete expression of a mystery--in this case, "unforeseen deviation from the course", to allow the possibility of redirecting the effects of any one of Atlas's weapons without damage. By mentally calculating the missing component and utilising the remaining circuits as a bridge to complete it, Meran can redirect both mystical and physical effects on the slightest notice, including reversing them entirely, for practically no effort. Its limitations stem from being a mystery of human origin and the mental work needed; it grows more difficult to actualise the further the effect is from human understanding and the mental work (and consequently time) needed increases along with the difficulty and scale of the effect to be redirected. Both are flaws Meran is seeking to overcome--by improving her own mental capabilities and becoming more involved with the very mysteries she wishes to alter.
  A normal person with this ability would be unable to put it to any use due to the on-the-fly completion needed. However, as an alchemist of Atlas, Meran has both Thought Acceleration and Memory Partition on her side, and a level of skill that, though genius, she feels falls far short of where she needs to aim for in order to use this properly. Whilst she also possesses a fitting ability to create a large range of mystical tools, the equipment needed isn't here and neither is she willing to produce anything like that outside of where it can be properly disposed of.
  Purely in the interests of self-defence in an environment fraught with magi, Meran carries a silver athame, a conceptual weapon of "rupturing on fault lines". Against a truly flawless object it cannot cut, the blade is useless, but on a sufficiently flawed and unresisting target, it sets off a cascade ripping through whatever is pierced. When tested on an animal, a deep enough cut allowed it to tear open a large part of the circulatory system. Despite the potency of the knife, its use is limited by its bearer's relative lack of combat potential or potent reinforcement.
• History: From a young age, Meran was destined to enter into the Mage's Association and follow her family's interest in alchemy; the only way that she could have avoided Atlas would have been to run from home as a child. Oddly, for a magus in Atlas and as an oddity in her own family, Meran had a plentiful supply of Magic Circuits. Seeing no need for these once her skills began to progress to a 'competent' (in her own mind) level, the girl took it upon herself to utilise the majority as fuel for a far more helpful ability, incomplete as it is, and focusing her efforts in general on trying to create purely reactive devices capable of averting disaster should any of the great weapons ever make their way from the Institute's safekeeping.
  When the Wizard-Marshall sent out for help, one of the seven contracts obliging Atlas to offer assistance was produced and Meran pushed to be the one to answer the call. Her abilities were not the type of weapon that would court disaster and the experience would further her research. Naturally, her role was to aid in preparing the ritual and systems needed to progress with the summoning and to observe the proceedings, helping the Masters and Servants in the field.
• Other: As a representative of the branch of the Mage's Association that creates and buries highly destructive Mystic Codes on a regular basis, she certainly has access to even more potent weaponry but a disinclination to acquire any.

The Elder Scrolls V S: Sentinel

"Work? If it's mercenary work you're after, the merchant in the corner would be the best place to start, says he has some things he wants help with. You'll get a better cut than if you go through the Fighter's Guild, I reckon," the bartender said, placing the well-cleaned mug on a shelf behind the bar before turning, running a hand through his beard, "There's always the Guild if you don't mind all them rules. And Jathlanie wants adventurers for something--but he's a picky sort, I don't know if you could get in to see him."

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP) — Take 2!

So here is your general purpose aide/walking magibabble/Magical Tech Support™ filling the missing abilities gap/explanation of how the hell this was all set up:

Another Ridiculous Name

• Name: Meran Briefort Marzikek
• Age: 19
• Appearance: For her, this is unusually and unexpectedly expressive.
• Personality: The first and foremost thing noticed about Meran's personality is that it appears to... not exist. To complete strangers, she comes across as alien, coldly logical and robotic without the slightest hint of emoting. This is only partially true--to the extent that she is seemingly incapable of showing strong emotion or inflecting, which is most likely an error stemming from self-modification of the soul. There's also an element of truth to calling her logical: as her abilities would indicate, she likes to gather information and think things through before arriving at a plan of action, but whilst impressive that doesn't mean that her every action is dictated by logic.
  Her actual feelings are almost the reverse of her apparent attitude: she's cheerful, enthusiastic, and incorrigibly optimistic. Meran is confident that any problem can be overcome once you have enough information to work out the means to bypass it and new experiences should be embraced to learn as much as possible. It's pretty hard to make her angry, but treating her like she doesn't have feelings is a good way to do it.
• Abilities: Meran has a pitifully small number of Magic Circuits--just enough to start the ritual to summon a Servant and far from enough to use magecraft that would interfere with the world beyond her own body. Consequently, although she has a Water affinity, none of her abilities utilise it beyond the assistance it provided with altering the rest of her circuits.
  This alteration was to use the 'something unnatural' of the circuits and use it as a basis for turning herself into the incomplete expression of a mystery--in this case, "unforeseen deviation from the course", to allow the possibility of redirecting the effects of any one of Atlas's weapons without damage. By mentally calculating the missing component and utilising the remaining circuits as a bridge to complete it, Meran can redirect both mystical and physical effects on the slightest notice, including reversing them entirely, for practically no effort. Its limitations stem from being a mystery of human origin and the mental work needed; it grows more difficult to actualise the further the effect is from human understanding and the mental work (and consequently time) needed increases along with the difficulty and scale of the effect to be redirected. Both are flaws Meran is seeking to overcome--by improving her own mental capabilities and becoming more involved with the very mysteries she wishes to alter.
  A normal person with this ability would be unable to put it to any use due to the on-the-fly completion needed. However, as an alchemist of Atlas, Meran has both Thought Acceleration and Memory Partition on her side, and a level of skill that, though genius, she feels falls far short of where she needs to aim for in order to use this properly. Whilst she also possesses a fitting ability to create a large range of mystical tools, the equipment needed isn't here and neither is she willing to produce anything like that outside of where it can be properly disposed of.
  Purely in the interests of self-defence in an environment fraught with magi, Meran carries a silver athame, a conceptual weapon of "rupturing on fault lines". Against a truly flawless object it cannot cut, the blade is useless, but on a sufficiently flawed and unresisting target, it sets off a cascade ripping through whatever is pierced. When tested on an animal, a deep enough cut allowed it to tear open a large part of the circulatory system. Despite the potency of the knife, its use is limited by its bearer's relative lack of combat potential or potent reinforcement.
• History: From a young age, Meran was destined to enter into the Mage's Association and follow her family's interest in alchemy; the only way that she could have avoided Atlas would have been to run from home as a child. Oddly, for a magus in Atlas and as an oddity in her own family, Meran had a plentiful supply of Magic Circuits. Seeing no need for these once her skills began to progress to a 'competent' (in her own mind) level, the girl took it upon herself to utilise the majority as fuel for a far more helpful ability, incomplete as it is, and focusing her efforts in general on trying to create purely reactive devices capable of averting disaster should any of the great weapons ever make their way from the Institute's safekeeping.
  When the Wizard-Marshall sent out for help, one of the seven contracts obliging Atlas to offer assistance was produced and Meran pushed to be the one to answer the call. Her abilities were not the type of weapon that would court disaster and the experience would further her research. Naturally, her role was to aid in preparing the ritual and systems needed to progress with the summoning and to observe the proceedings, helping the Masters and Servants in the field.
• Other: As a representative of the branch of the Mage's Association that creates and buries highly destructive Mystic Codes on a regular basis, she certainly has access to even more potent weaponry but a disinclination to acquire any.

Also, are we doing this like the last time where every Servant pretty much instantly revealed their identity because it's confusing to have multiple Sabers?

Ignite Heart! A Magical Girl RP

"I have to make my own weakspot".

Noriko would be baffled to hear that. xD

Ignite Heart! A Magical Girl RP

I'd say post as they haven't been on at all in two days. No point waiting for someone who might've just vanished.

If it's a weekend thing, they'll be back tomorrow anyway and able to take part.

The Elder Scrolls V S: Sentinel

I'll provide a little more information on who might be hiring (going through the Guild or not) once I've finished making a compatibility patch for a crossbow mod. >_>;

The Elder Scrolls V S: Sentinel

Don't make me give necromancers musical inclinations.

Ignite Heart! A Magical Girl RP

"Ah, thank you for the information," Noriko said, brightly stepping backwards. There might already be girls on the scene, but if someone was able to comment about both the Negari and the magical girls there was no sense in taking risks. After all, anything that stuck around for long enough to get noticed was obviously going to put up a pretty strong fight; she'd read about enough encounters like that and fought in a few of her own to work out the problem, "Now, ah, if you would keep this a secret..."

With nobody else in the street focusing on the two, the traditional girl stepped back and raised one hand to her chest. In normal circumstances Noriko would have been the first to shout out the phrase at the top of her lungs... but with no Negari actually here that would cause an unreasonable panic. She would just have to stick to conversation volume. "Ignite Heart."

The transformation was near instantaneous: one second, a long-girl dressed in a kimono; the next a barefoot girl with a tight outfit and short hair. A brief second was spent adjusting the ribbon tied to her wrist--"Hawthorne, refrain from antagonising the other fairies again"--and then she was eyeing up the nearby rooftops.

Quite unlike Kyoka's maiden voyage, there was no fancy ability involved in her ascent, simply enhanced abilities and honed reflexes. It wasn't brute force that got the Ripper to the nearby roofs; she made her way up by kicking off the opposing wall and catching the desired lip, then hauling herself up as if it was nothing. She might have been one of the physically weakest magical girls, but it wasn't good to forget the comparison. Then she was off--heading straight towards the diner that she had been to a handful of times in the past year.

Indeed, there were other magical girls there, including the new one from earlier, and an oversized Negari as she had been expecting--and was already examining for structural defects. It looked like her knives might not be enough to cut this apart... well, not quickly. She could at least tell everyone else where to aim.

"Oh my, this is a large one," Noriko noted, feet swinging from the diner's edge, "Once I have a good look at it, I can tell you where it will be weak."

@Duoya@Feyblue@Shagranoz

Ignite Heart! A Magical Girl RP

I miss being on forums with short character limits on the lengths of posts.